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♥ Monday, August 08, 2005
9:10 PM

My Dearest Friend


I know it's not a very guy thing to do this. Just wanna thank you for everything that you put into this friendship.

Thank you first of all for being my friend when our paths crossed in one of the strangest way.

We never looked back since.

We had so much to talk about; studies, school, ECAs, exams, church, God, teenage blues...

You know me so well that it is amazing how you can read my thoughts and my mood just by listening to my voice. You know exactly how I feel and think every time without fail. So I am not afraid to let you know everything because you know my deepest thoughts, my darkest secrets and my greatest fears.

I know I can always turn to you when I need to talk because you can listen to me yak all day and give me the advice I desperately need in case I get too blinded and emotional.

Sorry for the big quarrels and petty fights simply because I was being immature. I know you always accommodate me and put up with my silly requests simply because I am a girl.

Anyway, thanks for willing to be my best pal even though it seems an odd combination when everyone in those days said platonic friendship never lasts.

Thank God for you who came to this world 7 days later...

So, Happy Birthday, My friend! =)
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